Wednesday, 11 January 2017

hey Peepers!

Try to help out a peep and what do you get? Nothin' but grief. Nothin' but grief and..

NO... It wasn't me.

Well how would I know? I live here with five other cats. Six, at the mo, on account of Dionysus havin' slept over for a few nights. Could have been any one of us...

I mean, THEM.

MOUSES!

Well you're just gonna have to take my word for it, Peepers. It wasn't me and that is a fact, for sure.

Hey Peepers! Somebody pooped on the wrong side of the litter box in the downstairs bathroom.

NO... It wasn't me.

Did you really have to ask? I mean, would I do somethin' like that? For mousin' out loud...

But now that I think about it, it was probably one of those long-haired marmie brothers of mine. You know, on account of the downstairs bathroom litter box bein' a tad on the small side for them and...
'Cause! 'Cause like I said before, I was tryin' to be helpful. And also like before, my helpfulness was greeted with nothin' but grief. Nothin' but grief and...

HEY... For all I know, it could have been you. Yeah, YOU.

Peepers, did you happen to poop on the wrong side of the litter box in the downstairs bathroom today?

Quit your griping, woman. I was merely askin' a question.

A question, if I may add, you had no trouble askin' of me. MOUSES!

Hey Peepers! Somebody knocked over the two big water dishes in the kitchen.

NO... It wasn't me.

Actually... Actually, that might have been me.

Let me see... Did I knock over any water dishes as I was runnin' through the kitchen earlier today? Hmmm...

Nope, it wasn't me, Peepers. I'm pretty sure the dish I knocked over was the one with the dry kibble for snackin' and...

Ummm.... Never mind 'bout that. Pretend I said nothing at all.

Hey Peepers! Somebody...

What's that, Peepers? You don't wanna know? You don't wanna hear any more of my helpful bits of information?

Really?Really?REALLY?

Well I'll be...

Then I don't suppose I need tell you 'bout what I did in the sunroom this morning, huh?

I mean, I don't suppose I need to point out how I did absolutely nothin' at all in the sunroom and...

Let's discuss exactly who determined which side of the litter box is the wrong side. I would think the fur who is using the litter box should be the one to determine which side is right, and which side is wrong. Not the Peep in charge of waste disposal. Just saying...

Who Dun It? We have exactly the same thing at our house Seville, some purrdy poops, pukes or widdles and the question is WHO DUN IT? The P.A. has motion censored cameras now so she can see exactly who dun it! MOL Tell Peep #1 to install some :D